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[accursedamulet]

m!a catboy

Felix has been lazing around in bed for longer than usual; it's been a more socially demanding week for him than most are and he's finding he needs the recovery time.

It doesn't hurt. It's just a very unsettling feeling as his ears seem to melt away into the side of his head, followed by an itching along his scalp as they reform, larger, more sensitive, with a thin layer of fur. His hands come up and his fingers trace over the angular shapes, forehead creasing in confusion.

He then feels an itch that starts at the bottom of his spine and seems to stretch out further from there.

It's almost like there's an arbitrary hand behind it all. Why does the transformation of his body this time not come with pain? He tries to look behind himself and feels the twitch of muscles he doesn't remember having. A moment later one of his hands is exploring over the tail.

He reaches for his phone and uses the selfie camera to get a look at himself.

Felix huffs. Well, it's not the worst thing that could have happened to him, but he'd definitely appreciate a break from things happening at all. Apparently, it's not in the stars for him this week.

[accursedamulet]

Felix is sure his face is impressively red, at this point. The incorrigible fairy has been winding him up for half the evening, He's definitely not upset. On the contrary, it's proven a positive distraction for him.

Nilys has, at the moment, invited themself into Felix's lap, and judging by their grin, they're enjoying Felix's fluster a little too much. They place a palm flat against his chest with a giggle about the deer-in-the-headlights stare he's started giving them.

Something else rather suddenly catches Nilys' attention though. "Oh! What's that?" Before Felix can answer, their fingers have found the chain draped over his neck and pulled on it until the locket attached is exposed. They take hold of it with a curious expression.

"Oh... b-be careful with that, please. It's important to me."

"I will, don't worry." Nilys' fingers brush over it delicately, their eyes now not moving away from the pendant in spite of how focused they had been on tormenting the man just a moment ago. "Oh wow. This is a pretty powerful charm. I'm surprised you have something like that."

"Huh? Oh. Right. I found it in an antiques store a few years back... I really just bought it because of how cursed it looked. But I guess it's lucky that it turned out to be something that protects me from possession."

Nilys hums thoughtfully, not responding to Felix for long enough that he starts to wonder if they heard them. Finally, they tap their finger against the locket a couple of times. "That's not what this is."

"... It's not?"

"Nope. It's, um, what you might call a dampening spell? This is a really complicated one, though, I'd love to meet the mage who pulled it off! So, like, I think it only affects spirits? And it actually turns their energy back against them, soooooo the effect is stronger with a really powerful ghost. It's sort of a... suppressor? You can think of it like a field of calm is being generated around you when you wear it. A really strong spirit would like, be completely overpowered by the magic in this locket, so it is good protection, just not the way you thought."

Felix is silent for a moment, wondering why it never occurred to him to ask someone about it. He realizes he badly needs to evaluate his life and make sure there's nothing else he needs to bring up with someone who might know more than he does. "Oh. Well... thank you for telling me."

Nilys, still thoughtfully examining it, speaks uncertainly a moment later. "That's actually not everything, but... sorry! I can't tell what else is going on here. I think there's at least one other enchantment that's dormant right now, but I can't pick up on it and I'm not sure what activates it. It's really cool that you have this, though!"

Nilys beams at him, and Felix laughs uncertainly in the absence of knowing what to do or say. "Yeah, I guess it really is."

He's not sure if he should be insulted or relieved that their attention was turned away from teasing him this easily.

[pixielust-dreamer]

[A series of images is posted, all of them featuring Nilys in various stages of undress.

There's a picture of them in a maid dress with an egregiously low cut top and a skirt that barely leaves them decent, and then various sets of lingerie that cling to their thick curves. A few sets are so sheer that they might as well not be wearing anything, and Nilys is beaming without a single ounce of shame about their exposure.]

[cyberneticlagomorph]

>> Jack has turned into her wretched CREACHUR form and is quietly escaping her house and therefore bed rest.

[bootyyyyshaker900]

>> Jack has arrived, he hands Donnie a piece of freshly deepfried snapping turtle, its a leg.

[Three reacts exuberantly, shrieking in surprise when the fairy appears in her lab. She accepts the leg cautiously, staring at it for several long moments. She's worried how she will react, and somewhat embarrassed that she wanted it in the first place. That's what her brother is made of. She's made of turtle. How would Raph react? Isn't this bad? Well, what he doesn't know won't hurt him. She nods, and takes a bite.]

[...]

[It's fine.]

[Good! She means it's good! Great!!! Thank you Jack!!! She just meant that it wasn't life changing or anything, okay?? She MUST assure them that the gift is appreciated.]

[accursedamulet]

For the third time in as many days, Felix sets the spirit board on the ground in front of him. He knows that at least some of his headaches are triggered when they are present. If he just understood what they want - how to help them - then maybe that would put an end to this.

The results are the same as they have been. Thanks to the charmed bracelet he wears, he can see their many sets of arms stretching out, reaching for the planchette. But each hand seems to be attached to a spirit with an entirely different idea and the letters are garbled, unintelligible.

He tries a series of yes-or-no questions, some that he's asked before.

"Do you remember how you died?"

H... I... B... F... B... I... U... N... L... E... R... A... C... A...

Felix starts losing track. The letters never correspond to any words he can make out. His head pounds.

"Do you want me to help you? Yes or no --"

He tries to point out the corresponding words on the spirit board, but still results are much the same. He assumes they're confused, or unable to comprehend for some reason.

Their oppressive presence hangs over him in the same way it does so often. He's failed to communicate with them in any meaningful way since he last allowed them to possess him. His hand slips under his hoodie and grasps at the pendant he wears under it.

He promised not to do anything that stupid again, but this clearly isn't working. What else can he do?

He feels something dripping down just above his lip. Realizing what it is, he stands up and moves to the next room to grab tissues to dab the blood up while he pinches his nose shut.

Hands grasp at his shoulders, and Felix flinches. They normally don't make contact with him. A ghastly head leans forward to look at him from the side, and he stares back, his heart thumping wildly in his chest.

Their mouth opens, and a shrill, high-pitched noise blasts through his ears. It takes him a moment to realize that the sound isn't coming from them. The pain in his head climbs sharply and reaches its peak, and Felix staggers over to the couch more on autopilot than with any awareness of what he's doing.

Gripped by cold fear and breaking out into a sweat, he fumbles for his phone and starts to type out a message.

Halfway through, the noise cuts out suddenly, and the headache starts to fade almost as suddenly as it reached its zenith.

He blinks away his blurred vision as well as he can. They're floating over him, barely inches away, and he can feel their concern radiating out from them as clearly as if he were feeling it himself.

... Wait, what?

[dollycheeks]

After several frenzied minutes of snapping pictures of residents and guests and staff within the Hotel, cleaning the pool until it's absolutely spotless, painting incredibly detailed rainbows on one random wall, opening PhotoVox and promptly forgetting about it.

Charlie just ragdolls to the ground like someone hit her off button.

Still breathing mind you, but otherwise unresponsive.